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I actually put some effort into the background then it just sort of pooted and messed up and got boring. I think this and the next part could definitely be better, so I hope you can read through it without just sot of falling asleep or something XD

    Otasay’s tail gently flicked against the hard ground of the torn up warehouse, her hooves making a light clopping noise which sounded a bit more like tapping on the linoleum floor. Her black and chrome eyes were quickly surveying around the building carefully. She could tell that there used to be huge stacks of boxes and cages and tall shelves, but now the stacks had been toppled over and the shelves had been swiped clean, their contents half hazardly spread across the floor.

    At some moments she would have to climb over the piles of objects. Clothes, toys, boxes, and other trinkets were being squashed under her hooves. It wasn’t like she was doing it on purpose. There was just too much stuff in her way, and she wasn’t in charge of cleaning up this mess. So hopefully nothing would be destroyed in the process of her looking for the kit.

    After a while of searching she decides that she really isn’t getting anywhere and she should find some other way of looking for Bubbles. She stands there for a moment, thinking of any possible way that would assist her in her search.

    That’s it! A grappling hook! She would- no. Even if she could summon it she wouldn’t have anything to attach it to. The lights and such hanging high overhead didn’t look sturdy enough to support her, even though she was small and didn’t even weigh that much.

    Well. She could climb the shelves so she could sit on the top and look over the warehouse. But the likelihood of her falling or the shelves tipping over was probably pretty high… Hmm…

    To test out a theory of hers she gently pushes on one of the shelves. Pretty sturdy. She leans some of her weight against. Still didn’t budge. When she flops against it she could feel it leaning a little though. Well. It could be worse.

    She reaches up and tightly grips onto one of the shelves above her head, placing her hoof on the lowest shelf available to her. She takes a breath before heaving herself up- oh fuck. The fur on the back of her neck bristles as the shelves wobbles just slightly, her eyes wide and her muscles tense.

    Okay. Okay. It stopped. Everything was going to go smooth. No. Her hooves weren’t slipping. No. She wasn’t getting nervous. Everything was fine. She continues the process of climbing up the shelf case, causing it to wobble even more every time she got further up. Eventually she was sprawled out on top of the shelves, panting softly and trying to calm her racing heart.

    Once she had confidence in herself to not fall off of her perch she sits up and looks out across the warehouse. She could see over the area clearly, aside from where some shelves and piles of objects were in the way. And guess what? No bubbles in sight. She couldn’t even hear anything.

    She sits there for a little while longer. Just to be 100% sure that no one else was in the room. It doesn’t take her too long to start feeling a little… Off. Her stomach churned uncomfortably and it felt like the world was slowly whirling around her.

Just as she goes to climb back down she hears a noise. It was a quiet little shuffle. Her head snaps to where the sound had come from. Her eyes narrow as she see’s what it was.

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Next: kazzlekat.deviantart.com/art/S…
Previous: kazzlekat.deviantart.com/art/S…

I actually put some effort into the background then it just sort of pooted and messed up and got boring. I think this and the next part could definitely be better, so I hope you can read through it without just sot of falling asleep or something XD

    Otasay’s tail gently flicked against the hard ground of the torn up warehouse, her hooves making a light clopping noise which sounded a bit more like tapping on the linoleum floor. Her black and chrome eyes were quickly surveying around the building carefully. She could tell that there used to be huge stacks of boxes and cages and tall shelves, but now the stacks had been toppled over and the shelves had been swiped clean, their contents half hazardly spread across the floor.

    At some moments she would have to climb over the piles of objects. Clothes, toys, boxes, and other trinkets were being squashed under her hooves. It wasn’t like she was doing it on purpose. There was just too much stuff in her way, and she wasn’t in charge of cleaning up this mess. So hopefully nothing would be destroyed in the process of her looking for the kit.

    After a while of searching she decides that she really isn’t getting anywhere and she should find some other way of looking for Bubbles. She stands there for a moment, thinking of any possible way that would assist her in her search.

    That’s it! A grappling hook! She would- no. Even if she could summon it she wouldn’t have anything to attach it to. The lights and such hanging high overhead didn’t look sturdy enough to support her, even though she was small and didn’t even weigh that much.

    Well. She could climb the shelves so she could sit on the top and look over the warehouse. But the likelihood of her falling or the shelves tipping over was probably pretty high… Hmm…

    To test out a theory of hers she gently pushes on one of the shelves. Pretty sturdy. She leans some of her weight against. Still didn’t budge. When she flops against it she could feel it leaning a little though. Well. It could be worse.

    She reaches up and tightly grips onto one of the shelves above her head, placing her hoof on the lowest shelf available to her. She takes a breath before heaving herself up- oh fuck. The fur on the back of her neck bristles as the shelves wobbles just slightly, her eyes wide and her muscles tense.

    Okay. Okay. It stopped. Everything was going to go smooth. No. Her hooves weren’t slipping. No. She wasn’t getting nervous. Everything was fine. She continues the process of climbing up the shelf case, causing it to wobble even more every time she got further up. Eventually she was sprawled out on top of the shelves, panting softly and trying to calm her racing heart.

    Once she had confidence in herself to not fall off of her perch she sits up and looks out across the warehouse. She could see over the area clearly, aside from where some shelves and piles of objects were in the way. And guess what? No bubbles in sight. She couldn’t even hear anything.

    She sits there for a little while longer. Just to be 100% sure that no one else was in the room. It doesn’t take her too long to start feeling a little… Off. Her stomach churned uncomfortably and it felt like the world was slowly whirling around her.

Just as she goes to climb back down she hears a noise. It was a quiet little shuffle. Her head snaps to where the sound had come from. Her eyes narrow as she see’s what it was.